My friend Judith is one of those enviable people with many talents and interests. She’s very good at all the useful left-brain stuff, organizing meetings and luncheons, producing newsletters, keeping wheels turning. And she’s also very right-brained and creative. She writes, gardens, and does all manner of art projects. I was over for coffee one day a couple of weeks ago, and discovered one more artistic thing I didn’t know she does – painting on silk scarves. The top photo is of her table, with the frame and clips she uses to hold the silk in place. I thought it was such a beautiful object, so Zen-simple and quietly monochrome, resting on the wood and glass of the table, I asked her if I could take some pictures of it. When I was over again yesterday, she had much the same setting, only this time with some of her finished scarves. Such a contrast – the rich chakra colors of the painted scarves alongside her artful table décor had the room just vibrating! I asked her permission to share these views with my blog friends. So here they are, the before and after – or the yin and yang – of painting on silk scarves. And Judith has said I can come over sometime and try painting one myself!
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.